I lay my cards out on the table for you to read
And you look a little longer in my eyes
I left my disguise at the door
You tell yours and I tell mine
Not the stories, but what’s inside
Do you ever wonder why I call you once a year?
Could this be a border line?
It’s not that I want to stay forever
But being so close makes me me wonder
Could this be a border line? [3x]
Do you ever wonder why I call you once a year?
Could this be a border line?
It’s not that I want to stay forever
But being so close makes me me wonder
Could this be a border line?